Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 66

Claire twirled her fork through the untouched spaghetti absentmindedly, entirely lost in her thoughts. She'd been moody all day, and I was sincerely concerned..

I was expecting a lot of stories about how her date went, the excitement in her voice as she gushed over the details, but she'd been quiet about it all day.

"Claire? What's wrong?" I broke the silence amidst the small chatter of colleagues around the cafeteria. "You've been like this all day."

She dragged in a long breath and set her fork on the plate. She hadn't even touched her food yet.

"I am fine, Kasmine," she released the breath she was holding, forcing a smile.

"We both know that's a lie." I leaned forward, lowering my voice. "Did he do something? Your date. Did he hurt you?" My fingers curled into fists beneath the table, my mind already racing through a hundred ways to make the bastard pay.

She hesitated-too long. That pause was an answer in itself

"Not really, but..." Her voice trailed off before she sighed, her shoulders slumping. "It just... it wasn't what I expected, that's all. We didn't really talk about us-or, well anything intimate. He just kept asking questions that had nothing to do with me. Nothing personal."

A flicker of hurt passed through her eyes before she shrugged, feigning indifference. “But it's nothing to worry about."

She took a sip from her orange juice, probably to wash down the lump I knew was forming in her throat. I knew Claire too well. She was only holding back from crying at this point.

"Nothing to worry about?" I scoffed, sitting up straighter. Claire, if he made you feel like this, I swear to the gods

She laughed suddenly, cutting me off before I could finish my threat, “Come on, Kasmine. Don't worry about it. I'm certain our next date will be better," She replied lightly, but I was no fool. She was hurt.

I blinked.

Next date?

"You're going out with him again?" My brows pulled together.

"Yeah" She nodded quickly, like she'd already made peace with it. "He wasn't bad. He just..." Another pause. Another excuse formed in her head for this jerk. "He just.... He was a bit detached, but... maybe that's just how some men are, right?” She let out a weak chuckle, swirling the straw in her orange juice.

"Claire." My voice flattened, my stomach twisting uncomfortably. "You're making excuses for him."

"No, I'm not!" she said quickly, too quickly. "It's just... maybe he's just the type that takes time to open up. Maybe he doesn't know how to have those kinds of conversations yet. Not everyone is good at this dating thing, Kasmine. I know this man, and I am not surprised if this is truly how he is "

I stared at her with a sinking heart. She believed that. She was forcing herself to believe it

man anyway? And how did he worm himself into my friend's heart so much that she

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do this. If he made you feel

swallowed, her fingers twitching beneath mine. She was so close to admitting the truth about how

instead, she pulled her hand away, plastering on another

head, picking up her fork again, though she still didn't

and expressions today like she was hiding something deeper than

asked, "I haven't seen

seen him either. He asked the driver to bring me

he has something to

count nance drop a bit, but she masked it well

not letting any emotions

is still

honestly didn't like the way I felt about it.

Guilty.

her

snap. Her shoulders tensed while

exhaled and shook her

feel the resentment bubbling

just disappear." She said, and I

I snapped at the sheer coldness in her voice, "What the hell did you

say?"

gaze with an eye roll, "I'm

in my ears. Did she even realize how messed

sounding crazy right

said coolly, "I'm just tired of her being there Hanging around him.

his life, maybe he'd finally see me one day," she added, and I scoffed inwardly. I stared at her, struggling

June wasn't even

Twas.

I was actually fucking Kester, and he

said in

Like I actually want him?" She let out a bitter laugh. "Guess what? I do. I've always wanted him